C162 A Good Horse will Not Eat the Turfgrass

No matter what the purpose was, whether the photos were real or fake, Yue Zitong knew very well that if I was a fool and wanted to expose them, she would be finished.

After all, her agreeing to my request to add her friend meant betrayal.

Besides, this was a high-tech society. It was too easy to find out who she was through the microsignals.

Now